This is gonna be hard to write.
I have dark skin. Darker than what some people consider beautiful.
I don’t know if I’ve said this before, out loud anyway, but I was once ashamed of my own skin colour. I grew up watching channels like Disney. And all the main characters were white. Except Raven, and you gotta love her! 🙂 But things like this effected me, terribly. I never saw anyone that looked like me and even now, I barely do.
I didn’t get as much racism, growing up. Not as much as some people do and I’m appreciative of that, I really am but it’s still so disgusting to hear what other people say.
And it’s hard talking about it to other people because they’ll never understand. In fact, I did tell some people, who didn’t have dark skin and they laughed. They laughed. I didn’t want to say anything at the time because I don’t like making people feel bad, but now I don’t care. How insensitive and thoughtless to laugh at a racial issue like that.
I wish that there were darker skinned characters in animes, instead of constantly seeing pale skin, which is by far what I have. I hate having to research into skin makeup just to suit my colour, or to even see if they have my colour.
I heard one white girl say once “Racism doesn’t exist anymore.” But what do she know? Maybe to her, since it’s unlikely she’s experienced much racism in her entire life. If you had darker skin you would understand.
It’s hard to shrug off or make a joke out of it to lighten the mood. It can crush you down, make your day, week even, feel miserable.
In Summer, when we would go on holiday to places like Greece or even places like Butlins, I would feel so awkward, being the minority that had darker skin. I always felt nervous and anxious because I didn’t want dirty looks. And I’m embarrassed to say that. I’m embarrassed because I look at other people, with dark skin and I think they look beautiful. I think the deep colours are a gift but I just can’t accept that on myself.
We weren’t born, hating people for their skin colour, we weren’t born racists. Babies and children play with whoever they want and they don’t choose based on skin colour. So we weren’t born racist.
And I feel so ashamed by how much I hated myself, for other things, but also because of my skin colour.
And I KNOW I’m not the only one.
There are too many ‘skin lightening’ creams and ‘skin bleaching’ creams, mostly made by Asian companies, just to fit in. Because lighter skin is beautiful. Lighter skin will get you further in life. Lighter skin will make you happier, with a better life.
It needs to change.
Everything needs to change. Think about what happened in America recently with the police! White privilege does exist. And even though you’re not a bad person for having it, it’s ignorant to deny it.
I found an analogy about inequality: Imagine sitting at dinner and you notice you have slightly less food on your plate in comparison to your brothers or sisters. You ask your mum for more and she says “I can only give you more if I give everyone else more, because everyone is equal”. Even though the standards are already unequal, you can’t get more unless everyone gets more. There are so many people promoting equality even though some people are clearly more oppressed than others.
The media need to stop portraying white skin as the only type of beautiful or model-worthy skin. Society needs to change. We all need to change.
We need to stop the racism, the absolutely hilarious (sarcasm) jokes about dark skin, carelessness towards racism and learn to love the diverse skin colour on the Earth. And stop the violence and conflict.
Laundry is the only thing that should be separated by its colour.
Go on an adventure.